Scp-267 Novels & Stories

“What does it show?” Damian pressed play. The footage began. The camera angle showed a sterile research room filled with monitors and equipment. Two doctors stood near a glass observation chamber. The timestamp glowed in the corner of the screen. Five years ago. One of the doctors spoke into a recorder. “Trial log recording. Project Aurora. Subject verification beginning.” The second doctor glanced at a tablet. “Subject identification: S-V-017.” Evelyn felt her chest tighten. Silas. The doctor continued.

The obsidian mirrors of its eyes didn't reflect the room; they reflected a streaming scroll of violet code. [ANALYZING_THREAT_PATTERN...] [TARGET: ALPHA_01] [WEAKNESS_IDENTIFIED: EMOTIONAL_LATENCY] "He can't hear you, Xander!" I screamed, my fingers flying through a translucent, golden HUD that was flickering with red warning signs. "The Maintainers haven't just possessed him; they’ve moved his consciousness into a Deep-Storage Partition. Everything he is—his loyalty, his memories—it’s all in Read-Only Mode. He’s being piloted by a combat-script that has ten thousand years of predator-data behind it!"

BEEP. The primary monitor screen violently flashed into a high-priority crimson. A mechanized automated voice echoed off the walls. "WARNING: SECURITY BREACH. EXECUTIVE CREDENTIALS COPIED AT TERMINAL TIER. CHAIRWOMAN VICTORIA STERLING HAS INITIATED PURGE SEQUENCE. ALL INTERNAL SYSTEMS WILL TERMINATE IN SIXTY SECONDS." Elara’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with panic as she looked back at the live monitor feed of her mother's ward.

Before the young spellcaster could finish, a blue beam of energy rained down on the Salamander, cutting off a small tip of its tail as the rest of its body was contained in a cylinder forcefield. “What the hell?” Scott said. Eight armed soldiers in green and white coloring appeared surrounding the Salamander. Each weaving a “S” shaped emblem with an arrow going through it diagonally. “Not them again,” Roxy said to herself. “War cloud, who are these guys,” Olivia asked. “I can answer that, Detective Cult,” A fourth voice chord as a dark skin woman with green eyes and short white hair appeared. I am Director Viola Sungold. We are an organization known as the supernatural prevention Espionage A

"EMMET ISLINGTON, FORMER HEAD SCIENTIFIC DIRECTOR AT A MILLITARY RESEARCH FACILITY SIMILAR TO THIS ONE, KEPT EXTENSIVE RECORDS THAT WERE HIDDEN AWAY WITHIN HIS OFFICE, AND ENCRYPTED. THE DISCOVERY OF THE DOCUMENTS AND THE EVENTUAL DECRPYTION LATER PROVIDED VALUABLE INFORMATION OF THE INDIVIDUAL KNOWN AS 'RED_TWO', AN INDIVIDUAL THAT WE BECAME AWARE OF AND ALLOWED TO CONTRIBUTE HIS EFFORTS ONTO THE TIME TRAVEL PROJECT AND THEN ALLOW TO KILL ONE OF OUR OWN TO ESCAPE US." "NOTES CEASE TO EXIST ON WHAT WOULD HAPPEN AFTER THIS INCIDENT, AND WE TOOK HIM INTO CONFINEMENT, FULLY ANTICIPATING HIS DEATH TO EXTRACT THE INFORMATION ACCUMULATED WITHIN HIS BRAIN AFTER HIS BODY HAD FAILED ON SITE. THAT IS

Sandra had now finally gone too far. *Wakabayashi my name ...I would like to file a complaint ...no in the hospital, could you come over please? ...I just woke up, wait a minute *which room is that?* she asked the nurse, who was still looking at her confused *227* it came back short and sweet …227 is the room number …Thank you very much Keyla hung up and in tears dialed Genzo's number *Treasure? ...can you please come, I'm in the hospital

ELEVATOR SHAFTS UNLOCKED. ​"The alarm isn't a containment failure," Vivian whispered, her blue eyes narrowing as she skimmed the scrolling lines of security code on the terminal screen. Her golden finger memories from her previous life instantly flared into focus. "It’s an asset extraction protocol. The Inner Council’s Enforcement Division just issued an emergency seizure order for Dr. Evelyn Cross’s research logs."

The Spire’s core was just ahead, a pulsating, white-gold heart that radiated a frequency so powerful it made my teeth rattle in my skull. I reached the maintenance hatch—a circular plate of reinforced obsidian. It was locked with a biometric seal. "Vessel 002 detected," a cold, feminine voice echoed in the pipe. "Identity: Zora Vane. Status: Rogue. Biological purge initiated." The liquid around me began to boil.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

Once the intruder was close, Shawn opened a glass box attached to the wall and pressed a red button. Chloroform was quickly released into the living room through hidden pipes. This was to ensure that the intruder got weak or unconscious once he got to the living room. At this time though, Queen was in the living room, heading toward the door that led to the attic. She suddenly began to feel weak and dizzy. She looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. At this point, the door leading to the attic was opened. She turned to face the intruder but fell to the ground and lost consciousness.